Wednesday
Stress levels uncharted. Thought I'd seen it all. Most bullshit trudged through, makes new bullshit seem small. ...Until the universe sighs, opens her woe. Pulls out a reason to shatter my soul. Pulls out a twenty, can't buy my way out. Pulls out a gun, aims at my doubt. All for a lesson, I think she's just pissed. But what can I do? I'm here to exist.
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